Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His white hair is knotted and matted. This gray eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Aelar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His first spouse was a Gardener, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He tends to his Sellsword job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Artistic, Logical, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 8000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Rose (30 gp). Red spinel (40 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). 4 Alchemist’s fire. 1 Holy water. 2 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: This younger middle-aged man is wearing a tight pastel one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Theriatis took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Flaws: Sensitive, Impulsive. Bonds: In love, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1800 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Erevan will drive conversation. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Rock crystal (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greataxe, but if one is not available he will default to his longbow. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Thamior was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Thamior's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Thamior and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is content

Ideals: Optimist, Extrovert. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 500 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp).